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Ive been having a tough time watching
the news lately. Car bombs in Iraq, suicide bombers in Israel, the slow
but steady killing and wounding of our soldiers overseas, missile attacks
on Palestinians, etc...each fresh story tears open wounds made two years
ago when terrorists took over four planes and crashed them into the Pentagon,
into the ground in Pennsylvania and -- closest to home on many levels
-- into the World Trade Center towers.
Our families, our society, our nation and
our parish still suffer from that cruel day. We collectively jumped to
the terrorist conclusion when the blackout hit for a day last
month. We were only slightly relieved to find out that it was Ohios
fault. ("Well it could happen because of terrorists!) But besides
group jitters, we all know people who are still grieving, who are still
living through the what-could-have-beens, who miss their husbands
and wives, mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, sons and daughters
so much.
Thats why I hurt so much to hear of new terrorist explosions round
the world. The people who are blown away in these attacks arent
foreigners whose lives just vanish without a trace. We know too well that
these are mothers and fathers, sons and daughters whose families are just
beginning to live the horror of what we faced two years ago this week.
My heart goes out to them, and though I dont know their names I
pray for their loved ones just the same.
I continue to pray for those whose lives
have been mangled by the terror attacks of 9-11. I invite you to join
together for prayer this Thursday at one of our regularly scheduled masses
(7am, 9am, 12:10pm) or our special evening mass 7:30pm. Together we can
experience Gods comforting love; together we can pray for peace;
together we can uncover hope.
One more thing.... during my vacation I witnessed
lesser terror in the living situation of people who were staying nearby
-- daily screaming matches, loud unreasonable and inconsistent demands
on their children, nightly battles that could be heard through open windows.
No broken bodies here -- just broken spirits. I pray for peace at home
too. As the song says, Let there be peace on earth and let it begin
with me.

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